Two weeks later, I drove the hour from our new apartment to my new job, freshly shaved and dressed appropriately, I thought, in shirt and tie, expecting the same from students. As I pulled into the school parking lot,...
Although I was just a boy during World War II, I had the remarkable opportunity in 1945, when I was just 14, to work with US Military leadership.  By that time, I had already experienced the war from a...
When Cass and I moved to Williamsburg, Virginia, we built a house just down the road from the College of William and Mary. Naturally, my father always joked that the school had actually been named after him (William) and...
Most people think that getting old (or older) is a gradual process.  Maybe it is, physiologically.  But in my case I have had no really demonstrable signs of aging, unless you look at my white hair that transitioned from...
We have had the privilege or sharing many, many articles, stories and books about Alzheimer's. Knowing that millions of people suffer, their families included, makes it a topic we don't feel we can publish often enough.      With the recent loss of music legend Glen...
Mark Andrew, a self-taught musician, a man I have known for seven years, is one of those people who can make everyone he meets feel at ease. He is always there to help his friends in need, even if...
A large developer in a major city was building a high end condo and suddenly needed to call in architects to make some adjustments to the design of the building. Several young people were interested in buying units but...
When she was a child, Marta Chomyn’s parents instilled the mantra she lives by to this day: Leave the place better than when you came in. Now as a mother of four and grandmother to eight, Marta takes that...
Yay for me. I have gone to yoga class for 20 straight weeks without needing a medical procedure. Why am I congratulating myself to anyone who will listen? Reason № 1: I’m an Aspie. Yoga is something new. I, we, don’t...
A salt and pepper-speckled tweed hat sits perched on the top of a file cabinet in my home office. The hat once belonged to my father, who wore it regularly on family hikes. I recall the trips fondly …...